The strongest sword god system

At the moment when these four disciples of the Great Yan Emperor Sect were about to make a move, a chuckle with a little sarcasm slowly sounded from the back of the street, and immediately hovered in the middle of the crowd for a long time.

The faces of the disciples who were waiting and watching all changed, and anyone could hear the sarcasm in these words.

In today's Sword Domain, there are still people who dare to mock the Great Yan Emperor Sect like this?

Fuyang's face gradually became a little cold, and his gaze swept to the source of the sound, and he saw a group of people coming there, and the leader was Wang Yaoyao of Tianluozong, "Why? Everyone of Tianluozong Don't you turn a blind eye to such things on weekdays, do you want to intervene now? What are you still dawdling about, do it!"

"promise!"

The four disciples of the Great Yanhuang Sect responded softly, and as soon as they stepped between their feet, they rushed towards Tan Shumo. These four obviously often join forces to fight against the enemy, so their actions are extremely tacit, and they form in a flash The formation surrounded Tan Shumo, and the fist immediately carried a terrifying sword gang, and smashed towards the vital points of Tan Shumo's body, extremely tricky and ruthless.

However, Tan Shumo turned a blind eye to the sudden attack in front of him. He seemed to have lost his soul, and he stood up with difficulty, with an unconcealable shock on his face, and muttered in his mouth: "Why? Possibly? This is his voice, no, he has already fallen, this is what the suzerain and Elder Muchen personally asserted, but is there such a similar voice in this world?"

Swish!Swish!Swish!Swish!

A fist full of terrifying power tore through the air. Tan Shumo realized his situation at this moment. When he saw the fist that came roaring, a hideous look appeared in his eyes. He was too deceitful. Even if Tan Shumo was at the end of his strength, how could he be a soft persimmon at the mercy of others, but the moment Tan Shumo tried to fight back, his limbs felt extremely cold in vain.

Tan Shumo suddenly lowered his head to look, only to see that his hands and legs were covered with a layer of frost.It was Zeng Bingshuang that made him gradually lose the sense of his limbs, and at the same time the true energy flowing in his body became extremely slow, "It's bad, it's those bastards of the Bingyan Sword Sect..."

The sharp wind rushed towards Tan Shumo's face, and Tan Shumo's face became more and more ferocious. He could only watch the fists coming, but at the moment when the fists of these four people were about to hit Tan Shumo's body, a black shadow suddenly appeared Zi Tan Shumo flashed out from behind, and with terrifying strength, he swept towards the four disciples of the Great Yan Emperor Sect with incomparable accuracy.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

The impact sound resounded immediately.These four disciples of Emperor Yanzong all retreated towards the rear as if they had been hit hard.His eyes stared at the black shadow in surprise.And after repelling the four people, this black shadow was inserted horizontally on the stone slab on the ground, shaking slightly, it was a rusty iron sword.

More than a hundred eyes were focused on this iron sword, and a funny feeling could not help but appear in my mind.Is it this useless sword that repelled the existence of the four Tiangang sixth layers?Don't be kidding, any practitioner of the ninth level of Taoism can crush this iron sword with bare hands.

Tan Shumo was also staring at the iron sword dumbfounded, and immediately he saw a figure in white clothes like snow slowly appearing in front of him, and then a pair of hands as white as jade slowly grasped the sword iron sword.

These hands are more slender and fairer than any woman's hands.

This figure looks thin, but it gives people a tall and slender feeling.

Looking at the hands and the back, Tan Shumo's heart beat uncontrollably and accelerated, and those memories that had been forgotten were torn out from the depths of his mind very quickly like sharp blades.filled his whole mind.

"Talking about Shumo, it's only been half a year, and you are already at the seventh level of Tiangang. It seems that during this period of time, everyone has made great progress." Hold the iron sword.Su Bai turned around slowly, looking at Tan Shumo, who was stunned by his appearance, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Are you... Su Bai!"

Shock mixed with a trembling voice came out of Tan Shumo's mouth. He looked at the face in his memory in disbelief. This name that was gradually forgotten by Langya Sect and even Jianyu reappeared in everyone's mind like this. next to the ear.

"Su Bai? How is this possible? Didn't the leader of Su Bai fall away half a year ago?" On both sides of Tan Shumo, several disciples of the Langya Sect who looked embarrassed looked at the figure in white with a sword in their eyes. As if they were about to stare out, their hearts were also beating uncontrollably, beating faster, this face, this figure, they were too familiar.

Su Bai?Could it be that Langya Sect disciple whom Cang Yue Jianzi always misses and never forgets?But that disciple didn't die half a year ago, how could he still be alive?

The rest of the sect disciples all looked at Su Bai in amazement, with a hint of contemplation in their eyes, and Fu Yang's expression was also startled, and it took a long time before he realized that there was a sharp chill in his pupils, "This is what makes Cang Is the man Yue Jianzi falls in love with? If it is really him, then he is really calm and should not show his face until now."

"What? Everyone seems to want me to die." Su Bai looked at the stunned Tan Shumo and others, and chuckled. At the same time, there was a flash of thought in his eyes. The scholar and Senior Sister Jinxuan probably haven't returned to Langya yet. Zong, otherwise Tan Shumo and the others should know that I am still alive.

Hearing Su Bai's jokes, Tan Shumo wanted to laugh but couldn't, but when his eyes touched the disciples of the Great Yan Emperor Sect and the Bing Yan Sword Sect behind Su Bai, his pupils shrank sharply, and he hurried forward, He lowered his voice and said to Su Bai: "Quick, hurry up and enter the Zongmen's garrison now, don't stay here for a long time."

Tan Shumo knew better than anyone what Su Bai would mean if he appeared here. Part of the reason why their Langya Sect was so excluded by other sect disciples was because of this guy. The guys who threatened to teach Su Bai a lesson would definitely flock here.

Talking about what Shumo was thinking, how could Su Bai not see it.

It's just that he really didn't pay attention to those so-called geniuses in the sword field, so Su Bai just smiled at Tan Shumo: "No hurry, at least I have to get back to the end before returning to the sect. The Langya Sect has never been so useless before."

"Get back the place? Tsk tsk, even Sad Love Song doesn't dare to talk about getting back the place for Langya Sect, but you who have been a tortoise for half a year dare to say so."

"Hehe, I want to see in Fuyang today, what kind of character is it that would make Cang Yue Jianzi blatantly reject my senior brother Huang Xuanye's pursuit." Fuyang's face twitched slightly when he heard that Su Bai wanted to regain his position. A ferocious smile appeared immediately, and he waved his sleeve robe and shouted sharply: "Beat him!"

"No!" The four Great Yanhuangzong disciples who had been repulsed by the iron sword earlier responded respectfully, and then stared at Su Bai with rather unfriendly eyes. They had also heard about Su Bai, and they vaguely remembered the rumors, Su Bailuo's cultivation base is only about half a step of Tiangang, and now it is only one or two levels of Tiangang at best, while he and others are at the fifth level of Tiangang. This lineup can easily beat this kid to the ground.

Thinking of this, the four of them let out a deep roar, and rushed towards Su Bai, and the incomparably majestic aura surged out of the four of them.

"Hurry up, don't dawdle!" Fu Yang still didn't forget to ask, he smiled and looked at the four people who were rushing towards Su Bai like hungry wolves, and the ferocious smile on the corner of his mouth gradually expanded, but this The smile froze quickly, and I saw that the disciples of the Great Yan Emperor Sect who were rushing away were about half a foot away from Su Bai, and they stopped as if they were possessed by an evil spirit, and then there were dull and powerful impacts one after another. The sound resounded on the street, and the bodies of the four fell backward one after another as if they had been hit hard.

And the latter was waving his fists and walking towards him calmly.Seeing this scene, Fuyang's eyelids moved slightly, "I have some skills, it seems that I will die if I don't do anything."

"Heh, brother Fuyang, you have to be careful when you strike. After all, this guy is Cangyue Jianzi's valued object. If he strikes hard, Cangyue Jianzi will definitely trouble you."

On the side, the young man in white saw that Su Baiyun calmly repelled the four Great Yan Huangzong disciples, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"I'm not afraid of Cang Yue Jianzi, but I'm afraid of Senior Brother Huang Xuanye. After all, he said that he would teach this guy a lesson with his own hands... Don't I just steal his prey now?" , the incomparably majestic zhenqi in his body rolled out, and the moment he clenched his right hand, these zhenqi gathered in his fist, and then a terrifying sword gang appeared, and Fuyang's fist was aimed at Su Bai's. The face was smashed directly.

call!call!

The sharp breaking wind sounded suddenly, and everyone looked at Fuyang who made a sudden attack, and their bodies tensed up. This Fuyang is really ruthless, and he used all his strength when he made a move.

Seeing this guy, Su Bai dared to be so arrogant, and there was a sneer on his face. At the moment when Fuyang's fist was approaching, his left hand raised slowly, blocking Fuyang's fist with incomparable accuracy. First, he easily resisted the power contained in Fuyang's punch, and then Su Bai's left hand was lightly clenched. Suddenly, the sound of bones cracking rang out in everyone's ears.

I saw Fuyang's face instantly became terrified, and a majestic force emerged from Su Bai's fingers. Before this force, his Tiangang Ninth Layer cultivation base seemed so humble.

"How is this possible?" Beads of sweat rolled to Fuyang's forehead, and just as he was trying to break free from Su Bai's palm, Su Bai's calm and somewhat excessive voice sounded beside his ears, "Talk about books, ink, swords." Does the domain allow killing?"